Gone baby, gone.

Um, no I've not seen the movie or read the book. I'm just using the title.

So Isaac left this weekend for his 5-6 day drive back east. So far so good. I hope he has most everything he needs. I did our last farmers market this weekend and it's fabulous now that it's over. (I don't know if I'll now know what to do with myself now that I have every weekend to do what I please.)

So many people have asked me how I'm doing, how I'm holding up. And in truth? I'm fine. I think this takes people aback as though I don't care. But I do, I don't know why it was harder when he was here, but it was. I think the only thing that feels a little weird and makes me miss him more is going to bed alone. As previously mentioned we talk, we skype, we text. I think a lot of this is easier since we are able to skype.

But Saturday was pretty much taken up by the Farmers Market, and then a few errands. And then yesterday I took myself to breakfast in La Conner, one of my favorite destinations. And then I waited around for they guys that cleared out all of the stuff left in the business (it was so nice to get rid of that for free) and then I ran my usual weekend errands. And I read, so much yesterday, it was grand (see the waiting around part).

So keep your fingers crossed for day three.

Happy Monday y'all.